“Where do you think you’re going?” I froze at the sound of Grant’s irritable voice and swore under my breath at having been caught. I wanted to do this without anyone’s interference, but I should know better than to trust my luck at times like these. It had already worked once when Adan came to save me from my kidnappers, it wasn’t going to work again so soon.
I turned around to face Grant, not surprised to see the scowl which was permanently etched on his face. I swear he was like an actual guard dog for the Diamandis family and there was nothing, absolutely nothing, that went past him. And when it came to the staff and us slaves, he was even more shrewd.
“I’m going down to the servant quarters.” The lie fell easily from my lips, but the gleam in his eyes told me he didn’t believe me.
